Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 203 Lifelong happiness depends on you

Her handwriting, not to mention the spirit of Uncle Xuanyuan, not to mention the strength of character in Master's mouth, just the fact that it resembles this, and it has been practiced for so long, is less than one percent of him.

Thinking that it would take three to five years of hard work to look like one-tenth of him, Mo Xiaowan suddenly died down, no longer interested in practicing calligraphy.

"Ugh!"

She let out a long sigh.

From her eyes, Xie Wudi saw the faint melancholy that did not belong to her.

"Xiaowan, what's wrong with you?"

Xie Wudi untied a colorful brocade ribbon wrapped around his waist and hung a sachet, and naturally gathered her waterfall-like blue silk, and tied her hair with the ribbon.

His movements were very smooth, like flowing clouds and flowing water, his slender fingers pierced through the edges of her hair, and he had already bound her flying hair in a moment.

Xie Wudi's voice was very gentle, a sound like gurgling water rang in her ears.

"Although I am not talented as a teacher, I can relieve Xiaowan's worries."

"Relief? Relief?"

Mo Xiaowan muttered melancholy, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Yes, she will practice for three to five years.

Isn't there Master Xie Wudi?

With his good handwriting, it seems that he and Uncle Xuanyuan have their own swings, and they are evenly matched.

Mo Xiaowan grabbed his hand, which was tied up and was about to pull away, and shouted excitedly: "Master, Xiaowan's lifelong happiness depends on you, you must help me this time."

Her movements were so violent that Xie Wudi was startled.

What is lifelong happiness?

The thing to help her is related to the happiness of a lifetime?

He wanted to refuse at first, his status is honorable, he can't promise to any woman, but when he met her pleading eyes, he couldn't bear it for a moment, and hummed lightly.

"Xiao Wan knows that Master is the best, and he is not at all like Uncle Xuanyuan."

The most difficult part of the grand plan in her heart is to imitate Xuanyuanchen's handwriting.

As for the handprinting, although she didn't succeed last night, she believed that leopards would always take a nap.

She still doesn't believe it, can't figure out Uncle Xuanyuan?
Obtaining Xie Wudi's promise, Mo Xiaowan stood up on the stone pier, threw himself on the stone table, excitedly grabbed the writing brush on the table, dipped it in ink and handed it to Xie Wudi.

"Master, it's up to you!"

Xie Wudi was confused, and asked warmly: "Xiao Wan, Master always keeps his word, so you want to make a written statement?"

"That's right, it's written evidence. I say one sentence, and you write one sentence."

Mo Xiaowan stood on the stone pier, she was as tall as Xie Wudi, she shook his arm with a soft voice.

"Master, are you okay?"

"Ok!"

A little girl in her [-]s and [-]s actually forced him to make a written promise to give her lifelong happiness?
Xie Wudi had no choice but to spread out the rice paper, a little dumbfounded, and asked with a pen, "What do you want to write in the little bowl?"

Seeing that the first step of the great cause is about to be realized, Mo Xiaowan smiled openly, his eyes were like crescent moons, and his mouth parted to reveal two cute little canine teeth.

Standing on the stone pier, she commanded with her fangs and claws flamboyant.

"Deed of sale
Xuanyuan Chen voluntarily sold himself as a slave to Mo Xiaowan, he was born as Mo Xiaowan's man, and died as Mo Xiaowan's ghost, this is the evidence, and he is not allowed to go back on his word..."

Xie Wudi was dumbfounded.

Did he misunderstand Mo Xiaowan?

Didn't she ask him for a promise of lifelong happiness?

He breathed a sigh of relief first, and then a faint sense of loss swept over him.

"Hey, Master? What are you doing in a daze?"

Seeing him writing, Mo Xiaowan didn't want to do it, so he was anxious: "Master said that he kept his word, do you want to go back on your word?"

(End of this chapter)